These hands, that you once held

I gave away to the wind

because at least they know how to hold something

Without making it bend

 

These legs , that you once touched

I sent to the clouds

because at least they know how to touch something

Without throwing it around

 

These eyes, that you once looked into

I gave away to the stars

because at least they know what distance is

Without needing to be far

 

These lips, that you never kissed

I threw to the blossoms

because at least they will be so gentle

Without needing to be cautioned

 

This heart, that you never loved

I will save for someone else

because I am hoping he will love it right

Instead of putting it through hell

 

-Chloe Aldecoa